Remember Drive? That film with the awesome soundtrack? You know, the one where Ryan Gosling drives a car and is a total badass? Every single poster promoting Nightcrawler expects you to remember Drive. People, we need to get up off Drive.
Remember Drive? That film with the awesome soundtrack? You know, the one where Ryan Gosling drives a car and is a total badass? Every single poster promoting Nightcrawler expects you to remember Drive. People, we need to get up off Drive.
Outlander, the new fantasy-romance series on Starz, can’t be described without sounding at least slightly ridiculous: a nurse from the World War II-era time-travels back to 18th century Scottish highlands through a sacred stone circle, and ends up captive in a Scottish laird’s castle. Plus there’s a massive amount of hot sex and mind-boggling violence. It’s no wonder then, that comparisons to the HBO hit series Game of Thrones arose quickly...
The cafe opened their doors early. As I waited to pay the five euro entrance fee, a low, assertive meow sounded right next to my ear. A large, black manx stared at me from an eye-level shelf. The cat made unblinking eye contact and meowed again, letting me know whose house I was in. "Hi," I replied. The cat stared, a perfectly round, perfectly still ball of self-possession. I knew I'd come to the right place.
A yellow taxi took a left onto Las Vegas Boulevard and began to crawl sluggishly down towards the famous Strip. Lydia stared at the palm trees and neon signs gliding by the window with a wide smile on her lips, mesmerized by the dance of colorful lights and dark shadows between them.